Tuesday, February 3, 2009

All of This is You

Deep in the forest, the beat of a drum
Or a heart
Arouses my sleep
High in the mountains
The sound of singing disturbs my lonely paradise
On a far away shore
Stillness, the gentle drone of an ocean
Seashell to my ear
To hear
The endless Swishhhh
And then there is laughter, always laughter in the morning
Disguising itself as the sound of birds
And the rosebud in it’s haughty red
Closes like a fist, like a tiny heart
And the gentle breeze teases my hair
All of this is you
And that familiar aroma
That carries me back to another time and place
To a different mystery
Back to when I was me
And De Ja vu
The haunting feeling
Of being birthed that instant
Into the past
All of this is you
The mud, caked and dark, smiles at me near the waters edge
And the ripples of the water calling, calling, calling
Always circling outwards
Delivering the message of you
And the howl in the night under 10,000 Angel eyes
Is my heart answering your call
And all of this is you

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